And you know it's time to go, through the sleet and driving snow, across the fields of mourning, light in the distance. And you hunger for the time - time to heal, desire time, and your earth moves beneath your own dream landscape.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 604 | 2011-08-12 08:15:42 | 136.06 | 20% |
| 346 | 2011-07-25 07:38:02 | 123.76 | 20% |